||BOOK 2||
||Sequel of Regina In Revenge||
||THIS BOOK CANNOT BE READ AS A STANDALONE||
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The Russo's are back in New York. It's been months since that dreadful day in the infirmary room of the English Mafia...
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"Little." I hear a whisper beside me, making me snuggle back deep into the covers in attempt to shut out the voice.
"Í mikri mou thea." The words made me snap my eyes open and look that the person who sat beside me on my bed, grinning at me like they had won a million dollars.
(My little goddess) [Greek]
Well, a million dollars isn't big for him.
"Theós!" I stretched my arms over my head followed by a yawn.
"Someone slept good last night." His hand went over to my head, probably to tame my wild hair.
I miss good hair days!
"Don't jinx it." I warn him. "I didn't know you were coming, tho." I blink my eyes to look at him clearly.
"I can give surprises too." His tone in mock disbelief. "But me coming here isn't the highlight of today." He got up from my bed and straightened his suit. "So, move your butt and get ready. There's a lot to be done today." He clapped his hands, ushering me to get on my feet.
"Alright. Alright." I raised my voice. "Jeez Theóes! What's with all the energy today?" I raised my eyebrow back peddling into my washroom.
Changing into a blue denim jeans and loose grey turtle neck to match Ares' vibes, I hop out of the closet, tying my shoelaces cause a certain person was being impatient.
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